C is for Carolers
Diana's blue eyes regarded the girls sternly as she looked from one to the other, eyebrows arched, arms crossed over her chest as she looked at them in silence. Sheena's ears reddened, her eyes skipping away, and Faith's mouth twisted into a smile that was partly guilty grimace, partly suppressed laughter even as she attempted to look solemn and sorry. Even as her eyes remained stern, Diana's mouth twitched too as she spoke to them.
"Can you explain to me again, Faith, why you found it necessary to shower those poor people with several vials of holy water?"
"I thought they were vampires!" Faith exclaimed, eyes wide and earnest even as her lips twitched again, her shoulders shaking with barely suppressed laughter. "I did!"
At Diana's continued stare, Faith tried to explain, looking at Sheena for support.
"They came to the door dressed in old fashioned clothes, and they asked to come inside, and- how was I supposed to know they're just human do-gooders? I mean, who the hell does CAROLING GROUPS anymore?"
Both she and Sheena burst out laughing all over again then, unable to keep it back as Faith attempted to keep explaining through her mirth.
"God, Di- you, you should have seen- and they couldn't hold their- they could read the pages- and the one with the muff-"
Diana tried to maintain a grave expression as she continued to stare the girls down, but between their helpless laughter and the images forming in her own mind, she couldn't keep from smiling too.